"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
“My wing and his blood? Strange requests. Look, how about we move this all outside?”
"Hm? Why?" He looks around and sighs "Ah, yes... But of course."
He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
"Hey, don't blame me. Joey was incharge of that stuff." They say, taking out a little notebook. "How could it be improved?"
"Well, first off, you need to stop trying to be so original. It's great to throw out ideas, but they need more testing before they get put on the menu. Have some mundane items on the menu to fill it out. Like the pie, for example. It was just a regular apple pie, done especially well." He opens his notebook and flips through it. "The truffle steak needs to be removed entirely. The whole approach was an abysmal idea. Make it truffle butter steak. I've got plenty of ideas, but really, it's your restaurant. I'm a critic, not a business owner."
A human man in the back, presumably Joey, begins to bend over, hearing all the stuff.
Sally is taking notes on this all. “Your review will be well worth it. How far do you travel, Mr. S?”
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Helios nods, Concentrating for a moment to find whichever mortal has the highest faith in him
Greg, dwarf with a now healed leg, is currently making some soup for themselves around one of the camp fires
*If you want to, you can control this guy, rename him, or maybe her, etc. Could be your character, could be mine. I'm fine with either*
(I'm good for now, feel free to customize them however you'd like)
Helios flicks his hand, summoning Greg to infront of them
*Cool*
Greg appears before the two, a bit startled being teleported. "Um... hi?" The dwarf says, not really knowing what to say
"Hello Greg, I would like to offer you something." Helios says with a smile
They smile back, before putting two and two together, going to bow, before remembering those who believe rise. “May I ask what that is?” They ask, Raphael giving them a thumbs up for being so polite
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"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
"Everything?" Kyes grins, "Ok then, a doorway that I can use to open a portal to another plane or realm. Perhaps the blueprints to a knife that can kill a god? Or how about a crown that can hold a ruby capable of shifting reality?"
Atrous smirks and pulls out a cube made of colorful glass and a rolled up, very dusty blueprint. "For my price, since you did not call it, is the eyes and tongue of the emotionally closest being to you."
"Oh you're very good at your job. Alas, the emotionally closest person to me is dead, and I'm sure he wouldn't miss his eyes and tongue. If you still want to make this deal then let's shake on it, but if not, then perhaps we can come up with another price?" Kyes extends their hand smiling
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
“My wing and his blood? Strange requests. Look, how about we move this all outside?”
"Hm? Why?" He looks around and sighs "Ah, yes... But of course."
Raphae walks out, dusting themselves off some more. “Look, when you come back with something worth me trading a portion of my divine gifts to you, I’ll consider it. You don’t have such things right now.”
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"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
"Everything?" Kyes grins, "Ok then, a doorway that I can use to open a portal to another plane or realm. Perhaps the blueprints to a knife that can kill a god? Or how about a crown that can hold a ruby capable of shifting reality?"
Atrous smirks and pulls out a cube made of colorful glass and a rolled up, very dusty blueprint. "For my price, since you did not call it, is the eyes and tongue of the emotionally closest being to you."
"Oh you're very good at your job. Alas, the emotionally closest person to me is dead, and I'm sure he wouldn't miss his eyes and tongue. If you still want to make this deal then let's shake on it, but if not, then perhaps we can come up with another price?" Kyes extends their hand smiling
"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
“My wing and his blood? Strange requests. Look, how about we move this all outside?”
"Hm? Why?" He looks around and sighs "Ah, yes... But of course."
Raphae walks out, dusting themselves off some more. “Look, when you come back with something worth me trading a portion of my divine gifts to you, I’ll consider it. You don’t have such things right now.”
Atrous sighs "I have everything. EVERYTHING!" He smiles "name whatever you want."
"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
Kyes stares at their hands, "... If you're also holding up an illusion or hiding your identity I think it'd be really funny if we reveal our identities to each other on three."
He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
"Hey, don't blame me. Joey was incharge of that stuff." They say, taking out a little notebook. "How could it be improved?"
"Well, first off, you need to stop trying to be so original. It's great to throw out ideas, but they need more testing before they get put on the menu. Have some mundane items on the menu to fill it out. Like the pie, for example. It was just a regular apple pie, done especially well." He opens his notebook and flips through it. "The truffle steak needs to be removed entirely. The whole approach was an abysmal idea. Make it truffle butter steak. I've got plenty of ideas, but really, it's your restaurant. I'm a critic, not a business owner."
A human man in the back, presumably Joey, begins to bend over, hearing all the stuff.
Sally is taking notes on this all. “Your review will be well worth it. How far do you travel, Mr. S?”
"Very far. I've even been to other planes. I find extaplanar cuisine is designed for extraplanar creatures, though, so I don't really find it very appealing."
"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
Kyes stares at their hands, "... If you're also holding up an illusion or hiding your identity I think it'd be really funny if we reveal our identities to each other on three."
"Hm... What will you give to me then?" They joke "Fine, we can do it on three but for a split second, gods want my ears and tail for their trophy rooms."
"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
Kyes stares at their hands, "... If you're also holding up an illusion or hiding your identity I think it'd be really funny if we reveal our identities to each other on three."
"Hm... What will you give to me then?" They joke "Fine, we can do it on three but for a split second, gods want my ears and tail for their trophy rooms."
"More of the Same. On three, One, Two, Three." they laugh and Poof
"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
Kyes stares at their hands, "... If you're also holding up an illusion or hiding your identity I think it'd be really funny if we reveal our identities to each other on three."
"Hm... What will you give to me then?" They joke "Fine, we can do it on three but for a split second, gods want my ears and tail for their trophy rooms."
"More of the Same. On three, One, Two, Three." Poof
It's literally just Kinsley
*Dude is just a Purple hairless Tabaxi with Rose colored eyes wearing a collar of blinking eyes.*
"A ferret. I should've guessed. You are quite wiley"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Helios nods, Concentrating for a moment to find whichever mortal has the highest faith in him
Greg, dwarf with a now healed leg, is currently making some soup for themselves around one of the camp fires
*If you want to, you can control this guy, rename him, or maybe her, etc. Could be your character, could be mine. I'm fine with either*
(I'm good for now, feel free to customize them however you'd like)
Helios flicks his hand, summoning Greg to infront of them
*Cool*
Greg appears before the two, a bit startled being teleported. "Um... hi?" The dwarf says, not really knowing what to say
"Hello Greg, I would like to offer you something." Helios says with a smile
They smile back, before putting two and two together, going to bow, before remembering those who believe rise. “May I ask what that is?” They ask, Raphael giving them a thumbs up for being so polite
Helios snaps his fingers, forming a ball of light in his palm, "I believe you are worthy to be our cleric. You will lead these people" He says, offering the ball
*Dude is just a Purple hairless Tabaxi with Rose colored eyes wearing a collar of blinking eyes.*
"A ferret. I should've guessed. You are quite wiley"
"I feel like I should recognize you but can't quite place it, Nice choker. Give me a second to get your payment." Kyes disappears and for several moments there's just silence, before they return a bit dirtier than before, obviously sadder, "The eye and tongue of the closest person emotionally to me." they hand it over, it looks pretty well preserved actually, Although there is a tattoo on the tongue.
"Hm? Why?" He looks around and sighs "Ah, yes... But of course."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A human man in the back, presumably Joey, begins to bend over, hearing all the stuff.
Sally is taking notes on this all. “Your review will be well worth it. How far do you travel, Mr. S?”
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They smile back, before putting two and two together, going to bow, before remembering those who believe rise. “May I ask what that is?” They ask, Raphael giving them a thumbs up for being so polite
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"Oh you're very good at your job. Alas, the emotionally closest person to me is dead, and I'm sure he wouldn't miss his eyes and tongue. If you still want to make this deal then let's shake on it, but if not, then perhaps we can come up with another price?" Kyes extends their hand smiling
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Raphae walks out, dusting themselves off some more. “Look, when you come back with something worth me trading a portion of my divine gifts to you, I’ll consider it. You don’t have such things right now.”
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"Hm.. I suppose it will work. All dried out however. Oh well. I'll take what I can get." He says and shakes their hand, his hand hand feels... Furry?
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Barachiel is dressed in much better clothes and is hunched over a flagon of ale, sunglasses hiding his sad eyes.
Un-Sivram is outside lying in the grass, and staring at the sky.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*I seriously gotta make an Elder Evil and introduce them now. An actual Elder Evil this time. The Gourmet Nightmare does not wait...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Atrous sighs "I have everything. EVERYTHING!" He smiles "name whatever you want."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*J O I N U S >:3*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Kyes stares at their hands, "... If you're also holding up an illusion or hiding your identity I think it'd be really funny if we reveal our identities to each other on three."
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"Very far. I've even been to other planes. I find extaplanar cuisine is designed for extraplanar creatures, though, so I don't really find it very appealing."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gtg, will be back soon, but not brb*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Hm... What will you give to me then?" They joke "Fine, we can do it on three but for a split second, gods want my ears and tail for their trophy rooms."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Sushi walks up and stares at him, refilling his Ale, "Your aura looks like something's wrong."
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"More of the Same. On three, One, Two, Three." they laugh and Poof
It's literally just Kinsley
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*Dude is just a Purple hairless Tabaxi with Rose colored eyes wearing a collar of blinking eyes.*
"A ferret. I should've guessed. You are quite wiley"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yeah?" Barachiel downs another flagon and gestures for a new one. "What makes you think that?"
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Helios snaps his fingers, forming a ball of light in his palm, "I believe you are worthy to be our cleric. You will lead these people" He says, offering the ball
"I feel like I should recognize you but can't quite place it, Nice choker. Give me a second to get your payment." Kyes disappears and for several moments there's just silence, before they return a bit dirtier than before, obviously sadder, "The eye and tongue of the closest person emotionally to me." they hand it over, it looks pretty well preserved actually, Although there is a tattoo on the tongue.
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